The night market quietly descended.
Jiang Nuo ca out of the kitchen after washing the dishes and saw his wife hugging the sketchbook again, drawing away. He draped his long arms around her neck discontentedly, "Wife, you don't love !"
Mu Qiuniang looked at him blankly, "What?"
"See, you don't care about ." Jiang Nuo felt even more aggrieved.
The confusion on Mu Qiuniang's face grew stronger: What did she do to him?
"You spend all day with the sketchbook; is the sketchbook more important than ?" Jiang Nuo said with a jealous look.
He thought it was ridiculous to be jealous of an object, but his wife always seed absorbed in her sketchbook, with no room in her eyes for him. What to do?
Mu Qiuniang: Could she honestly admit that the sketchbook was indeed more important than him?
After all, it was fundantal to her cultivation.
But unfortunately, she knew very well that she couldn't say that. Mu Qiuniang could only blink her eyes and play dumb, "What are you talking about?"
It's important, but she couldn't say it; otherwise, it would never end.
"Wife, I just feel you're not caring enough about ..." Jiang Nuo also thought it was childish to be jealous of a sketchbook, so he quickly changed the topic.
Poor him, he had no idea that he almost "guessed" the truth. And in the future, when he learns the truth, he'll have a "lost in the wind" feeling.
Boo hoo... In fact, he had already uncovered the truth, he was just too young back then to trust himself.
"Then how do you want to care about you?" Mu Qiuniang cooperatively responded to his shift in topic.
Jiang Nuo's eyes lit up instantly, "Give a kiss."
Mu Qiuniang: "..."
"See, you don't love . Otherwise, you'd be willing to kiss ." Jiang Nuo pouted.
Though they've been married for several years, Mu Qiuniang hasn't been very proactive. She doesn't have much choice; he's usually busy filming, with little ti at ho throughout the year. And whenever he cos back, she doesn't need to be proactive. He throws himself at her, devouring her eagerly.
Over ti, Mu Qiuniang got used to his "initiative."
Mu Qiuniang took the initiative to kiss his cheek. Although there was no expression on her face, the subtle pinkness revealed her embarrassnt.
Jiang Nuo acted as if he'd discovered a new continent, exclaiming, "Wife, your face is blushing!"
Suddenly, Mu Qiuniang's face turned even redder. She glared at him angrily, "You're talking too much!"
"Wife, I'm not talking too much; I just said one sentence." Jiang Nuo said aggrievedly, "I didn't lie; your face is really red. Wife, it turns out you don't want to initiate kissing because you're shy? It's okay, I'll kiss you in the future. But sotis, you should take the initiative too; it's fun..."
"Shut up!" Mu Qiuniang's eyes flared with anger. This guy, is his skin so thick? Isn't he ever embarrassed?
Before, she thought he was just a bit clingy. Luckily, he had to go out for filming often, so she didn't have to see him much. Unexpectedly, his thick skin is beyond compare.
"Wife~ don't be shy, just kiss more in the future." Jiang Nuo smirked, going in for another kiss.
Mu Qiuniang thought of shooing him away but worried about not holding back and injuring him, which would just give him an excuse to complain.
Jiang Nuo was quite bold; anyway, he'd explored her from head to toe, so what was there to be afraid of? He directly pushed her onto the sofa, diving in for a kiss. Of course, he rembered her back injury and had her lie on the couch rather than sit.
"Jiang Nuo—" Mu Qiuniang gritted her teeth.
"Don't worry, wife, I'm just kissing..." Countless kisses landed on her neck, and his nimble fingers deftly undid her ancient robe, revealing her smooth, lustrous shoulder...
The temperature in the living room rose, with countless pink bubbles appearing, so much that the ceiling almost changed shape, about to explode.
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"Honey, Let's Get Married" Season 2 officially started filming.
Early in the morning, Director Zhao and her team gathered outside Jiang the God's house. She hadn't even had breakfast, with only one thought in mind: hahaha... She was about to taste the goddess' top-notch cuisine again, making the other teams envious!
"Ding dong... ding dong..."
The doorbell rang.
Like last ti, it was Jiang Nuo who opened the door, but this ti, he was wearing a linen-colored ho outfit, with a white apron painted with ink landscapes over it?! At a glance, it seed like a designer dress.
"Male... Male God?" Director Zhao's eyes twinkled.
"Good morning, co on in." Jiang Nuo warmly invited them inside.
The house was tidily kept, with the large dining table near the door loaded with a variety of steaming hot delicacies.
The show staff who hadn't eaten couldn't help but swallow hard at the sight.
"Male God, this is..." Director Zhao was led by Jiang Nuo to the dining table.
"Knowing you were coming, I cooked a hearty breakfast for you all. Make sure to honor by eating it all." Jiang Nuo smiled brightly.
Even knowing he had soone, Director Zhao couldn't help her heart from racing, her face turning red. No, she couldn't look anymore, looking too much might cause problems...
She quickly shifted her gaze to focus on the spread of food, "Male God, you're too courteous! Could we feature this in the program?" She didn't forget to ask, for the goddess' cooking was a major highlight of their show.
"Sure, sure." Jiang Nuo smiled sweetly, "Feel free to film anything except the rooms."
Even though his smile was charming, Director Zhao inexplicably felt a chill run down her spine. What was this? Did she catch a cold because she was too excited last night and forgot to cover up?
"Thank you for cooperating, Male God." Director Zhao signaled everyone to quickly set up their caras so they could eat breakfast soon.
Once they set up the caras, Jiang Nuo gently knocked on the bedroom door, "Wife, they're ready. You can get up now."
Forced by soone to stay in bed until he gave the order, Mu Qiuniang thought he said she could get up as usual. Why did it have to be him summoning her before she could get up?
Since there was a bathroom in the bedroom, Mu Qiuniang didn't hurry out. She washed up inside before erging.
Outside, Jiang Nuo apologized to the cara with an embarrassed face, "Sorry, everyone, my wife was really exhausted last night. Actually, she rarely sleeps in late."
Normally, these words would be innocuous, but the fact that Jiang Nuo blushed a little while saying them made it obvious to both the viewers and the crew at the scene: Oh~ she must have been 'exhausted'!
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